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Rune squeezed Angel’s hand.
    She realized he was letting her know that Baines meant robbing a bank. She squeezed back to let him know she’d caught the reference.
    â€œChickenfeed,” Hackett said.
    Baines nodded in agreement as he quickly passed out cards. “What do you say to a big hit?”
    â€œBig enough to set us up for life?” Rune asked.
    â€œDepends how high on the hog you wanna live,” Jumpin’ Judd said.
    â€œPretty damn high.” Rune grinned as he sorted his cards.
    Baines chuckled. “My kind of guy.”
    â€œJust what do you have in mind?” Angel asked, unable to stand the suspense of not knowing where these outlaws might be planning to drag her.
    â€œTrain,” Hackett said.
    â€œGovernment gold shipments.” Baines stared hard at Rune. “How does that sound?”
    â€œSounds tricky. We got enough hombres?”
    â€œCount in Lucky.” Baines tossed down a card. “Don’t want to split too many ways.”
    â€œBut that means the federals would come after us.” Angel tried to keep the horror from her voice. She could just imagine facing her brother across a courtroom. She’d probably die of shame.
    â€œNot as bad as Texas Rangers,” Jumpin’ Judd said. “We’ll disappear into Indian Territory and nobody’ll be the wiser.”
    â€œWhat about Indian Lighthorsemen?” Angel asked, trying to think of some way to stop this disaster in the making.
    â€œCan’t touch us.” Hackett chuckled, shaking his head. “Ain’t them the berries?”
    â€œMiss Angel, we need you to get information on gold shipments.” Baines sorted through his cards.
    She felt her stomach tighten in alarm. “Excuse me? Did I hear you say—”
    â€œYou heard me. The guys that know the answers play cards here, now and again. They’d never be able to resist bragging to the Black Widow while she plays cards with them.”
    Angel’s breath caught in her throat. She glanced over at Rune, but he was staring down at his hand. She inhaled sharply. “But I don’t know these men.”
    â€œDon’t need to. We’ll steer them to your table and you wheedle the goods out of them,” Hackett said. “Looker like you can do it.”
    â€œDon’t go all innocent on us,” Baines growled. “No woman poker player can win like you did last night and not cheat.”
    â€œAre you saying I’m not good enough except to cheat?” Angel felt insulted and furious at the same time.
    â€œNo. I’m sayin’ you’re smart enough to do what you need to do to get what you want.”
    â€œI can’t decide if you’re insulting me or praising me.” Angel leaned toward him. “Hear this good. I can beat you straight up any day or night of the week. You can set any rules or watchdogs you want, but I’ll still cram those cards down your throat by the time I’m done.”
    Baines grinned. “I’d sure like you to try. I like me a feisty woman.”
    Angel rolled her eyes. “Okay. It’s a date. One of these times, we’ll sit down, just the two of us, and sort it out.”
    â€œYou name the time and place. I’ll be there,” Baines said with a sensual curl to his lips.
    â€œWhy not after we get the gold?” Angel raised an eyebrow. “I’d like to leave your saddlebags quite a bit lighter.”
    â€œYou can sure try.” Baines chuckled, giving her a slow wink.
    â€œStop joshing her,” Hackett complained. “She’s our ticket to gold.”
    â€œDon’t want her mad as an old sittin’ hen,” Jumpin’ Judd added.
    Rune stood up and threw down his cards. “That’s settled. Leave a message with Mama Lou at her café when you’re ready for Angel.”
    Baines got up, looked around, and then leaned forward. “Don’t think about gettin’ cute. I